Summers End Continued

Considering the problems I have been having with volleyball, leaving loved ones, and trying to stay in shape, it really hasn't been all stress and hard times this summer. You can't have bad times with out good times, thats the truth. I went to Lake Havasu for the first time ever with a bunch of old high school friends, who all together are one hilarious comedy show. Example: highlight of the weekend was when one of them decided to eat half an apple pie, spit off some insanely funny one-liners, zambonie vodka off an already filthy kitchen floor, and almost pass out with a half eaten bowl of ice cream and pie in his lap. We have all been there at one time or another I am sure, but maybe all of that doesn't usually happen in one night, for him it did. Thanks for making me almost pee myself laughing.

When you travel for a long time and come back to Manhattan Beach, it's almost as if you never left. Of course there are a few small things that change, like the rebuilding of El Sombrero on Highland, the opening of a new restaurant down town, or the ridiculousness that is Sand Dune Park now (reservations and 5 bucks to use the dune for an hour?....please!). But for the most part its business as usual when I get home after being gone for a while. I was asked to play in numerous dress up volleyball tournaments like the Smackfest, Lushness, Ooosshh, the Gillis, and Six Man. I played in them all, unfortunately not winning any of them....oh well, theres always next summer. The 6-man this year I thought was the best one they have had in a long time. I get that people were pissed about the music, alcohol, and security situations, but really, people got around the system. I was happy that I wasn't pushing people out of my way to hit a ball. That was frustrating enough how crowded it was last year. The team I was on, "Team Good Stuff", placed 9th which is the highest ranked team I have ever been on at the tournament, so cheers to that. I have one final tournament to play this summer and its an Ace tournament. Should be comedy.  

Traveled down South to my grandparents house in Carlsbad a few times as well. I always love going to their house, I can relax and not worry about anything when I am there. They live on a lagoon that empties out into the ocean, so from the guest house windows all you see is water and hear the soft humming of the distant freeway. My grandparents have traveled everywhere and it shows in the decor of their house and from the books they have lining the shelves. Not to say they are pack rats in the least, their style is very clean and cultured. They love to have European style breakfast (meaning coffee and toast) and read the paper. If they could live in France for the rest of their lives, they would. Both can talk for hours about their first trip abroad or how to execute a perfect strategic chess move. I love this. 

I turned 25 this year, wow, thats a big number. It's weird how fast time goes when you'r not paying attention or having to much fun. Which is another reason why I am starting this blog, so I can look back and read what I have done or take time to slow down and remember the good and the bad. I hope to take this year and make it worth while. To expand my horizons so to speak. Maybe rent a car even...it's legal for me to do now so why not, just make sure you watch out, I can be an aggressive driver. Three friends are having a conjoined birthday party tonight...what do you get for one you hang out with all the time, one you have met/hung out with twice, and one you barely know? Birthday cards all around and Tequila shooters should do the trick!